. what's your name? becky? you're a very quiet girl, becky. and you are jarvis, are you not? "yes, milord." well, that'll be all, jarvis. you can have the night off. "thank you, milord." and it was like we lived in 2 worlds-- what was real for us and what was real for blind bertha. oh... of all the blinkety blooming hearths in all the blinkety blooming world, this hearth is the blinkingest and the bloomingest. [crash] oh, well, what's the use? "make do, cricket crocket. make do." blimey! [squawk] evening, matey. [squawk] we got no place for bugs around here. hello, hello. who are you calling a bug? i am an insect, i am. i will thank you to address me by my proper rank. i loves to mangle insects. [squawking] ow! tackleton: uriah? uriah? [squawk] what are you doing out here? naughty, naughty birdie. come to beddy-bye now. into your cage, uriah caw. it's late. [squawking] [sighs] oh...whew-ee. whew. nighty-night, little friend. [snoring] crocket's voice: well, it was obvious one of us had to go. oh, yeah, but i'm getting ahead of my story. it was about a week before christmas, and poor old c